A horse raised a stream of smoke and dust, quickly left the county town, heading towards Hulao Mountain.

Sun Ang asked Zhang Qinfang for leave as fast as possible - he was also responsible for the attendance of disciples of the Martial Arts Academy. Then, he returned home and found a horse and rushed to his ancestral land immediately.

After running for a few days, the ancestral land that had been away for a long time was already far away.

"Dragon Yuan Breath" is very powerful, and it seems that there are some special effects that Sun Ang has not yet studied and understood. Sun Ang has been practicing this mental method from the Nine-Meridian Realm to the present, and has always made rapid progress and is extremely fast.

Even now, the speed of improvement in cultivation has slowed down, which is only compared to the previous high-speed advancement.

Compared with other mental methods, even higher-level mental methods in the realm of life, the current "Dragon Yuan Breath" is not slow at all.

And Sun Ang always felt that "Longyuan Breath" should have a follow-up mental method.

This is also obtained from the Secret Book Academy. If you want to find subsequent mental methods, you have to start from the Secret Book Academy.

Sun Ang's return made Sun Ningzhi and others very happy. After Sun Ang greeted them, he immediately went to the Secret Book Academy.

Sun Ningtie was still the same, sitting at the door reading without moving. Sun Ang suspected that even if the patriarch was descended from the clan leader, he would still be like this.

He searched again in the Secret Book Courtyard, and carefully doubled the entire Secret Bookyard's land, but found nothing.

He returned to the warehouse where he had received Long Yuan's breath. After searching for two hours, he was still empty-handed.

Sun Ang casually pulled a chair and sat down, thinking seriously.

After a stick of incense, he came to the gate of the Secret Book Academy and looked at Sun Ningtie.

The latter seemed to have not seen him, just lowered his head and looked at the broken ancient scroll in his hand. Sun Ang carefully observed him, he was hesitant.

There are many rumors about Sun Ningtie in the ancestral land, including about his magical past when he was young, about his unpredictable cultivation, and about his mentality being confused. In short, there is an idea behind all kinds of rumors: Sun Ningtie is a weird person.

"Dragon Yuan Breath" is also a secret of Sun Ang. If you want to ask Sun Ningtie, you will inevitably reveal this secret.

Do you want to take a chance?

Sun Ang gritted his teeth, stepped forward and bowed: "Grandpa Tie."

Sun Ningtie did not react at all, and his eyes were in chaos while lowering his head and reading the book.

"In the Secret Book Academy, there is a magic trick called "Longyuan Breath". Do you know?" Sun Ang asked with a tough forehead.

Sun Ningtie did not react at all. When Sun Ang approached him, he realized that the ancient scroll was reversed by him, but he was still reading it "seriously".

Sun Ang was suddenly disappointed. As expected, he was already out of mind, but at least he didn't have to worry about him leaking the secret.

"Oh." Sun Ang sighed, looking at him, he felt that the old man was also pitiful. He bowed again and said nothing and turned around and left.

He walked to the gate of the Secret Book Academy, looked up at the sky, feeling regretful and confused: he could only modify other mental methods.

"Cough cough cough..." A heavy cough sound came from behind: "There are some places in this world that can solve problems, but I just came to ask me what the old man did."

Sun Ang was shocked and turned around again. Sun Ningtie was still looking at the anti-cornered ancient scroll with such concentration, as if he was not what he said just now.

But if Sun Ang could see his eyes, he would find that there was already a clear light in those eyes.

Sun Ang asked tentatively: "So, what is the answer to the boy's question?"

Sun Ningtie did not respond at all. Sun Ang felt regret secretly, bowed respectfully to him, and withdrew from the Secret Book Academy.

On the way back, Sun Ang kept thinking about Sun Ningtie's words: The old man was obviously hinting at himself, but why didn't he say it clearly? What was he worried about?

He recalled Sun Ningtie's words: There are some places in the world that can solve problems, but he just came to ask me what the old man did.

He noticed a detail that Sun Ningtie was talking about "place", not "people".

Where to solve the problem - a light of inspiration flashed through his mind and he suddenly understood!

He didn't have time to say goodbye to Sun Ningzhi and others, so he rode his horse out of the ancestral land and returned to the county town as fast as possible.

A few days later, Sun Ang, who had returned to the county town for dust, did not return to the Sun's house or Tenglong Martial Arts Court immediately, but went straight to a not-so-broad street.

There is a sign hanging in front of an inconspicuous shop on this street. I don’t know how many years of wind and rain have been blowing and mottled and vicissitudes. The three big characters on it can still be identified: Light-using building.

He stepped in and a middle-aged manager came up with a smile: "Young master, do you want to make a promise?"

Sun Ang took a deep breath and nodded, "Yes."

The manager was overjoyed: "What do you need for the young master?"

"I want to find a step in my martial arts."

The manager was indifferent: "I think the young master is already in the late stage of the Life Yuan Realm, so what do you need to find is the mental method of the Life Spirit Realm?"

"I can't tell what level it is, what I'm looking for is a follow-up exercise."

The manager's eyes lit up: "Second martial arts? Just by this sentence, you will know that this martial arts must be extraordinary. Are you ready to make corresponding promises?"

Sun Ang nodded firmly.

"So, what kind of martial arts is the young master?"

"Longyuan breath."

The manager frowned: "Long Yuan breathed?" He muttered to himself, why have he never heard of it before.

"Wait a minute, I'll check it out to see if we have anything that the young master wants."

Sun Ang was nervous. Could it be that the place where Sun Ningtie pointed was not a light-using building? Or was it just a random nonsense?

When the manager arrived at the back, the seemingly ordinary light-using building backyard was a step-by-step mechanism, and Mahayana talisman seals with different uses could be seen everywhere. He stopped in front of a red sandalwood door carved with strange patterns, knocked on the door gently, and said respectfully: "Sir, Master, have you heard of any exercises?"

A calm and concise voice condensed into a line, and went straight into his ear from behind the door: "Say."

"It's called Longyuan Breath. There is a young master from a noble family who wants to exchange one of his promises for the subsequent exercises of Longyuan Breath..."

In fact, the following words were not heard by the people inside, because when he said the four words "Longyuan Breath", in the huge house behind the door, a mysterious Mahayana talisman seal was activated. Almost at the same time, another Mahayana talisman seal was induced in a mysterious place hundreds of thousands of miles away.

"Long Yuan breath..." The voice of the middle-aged manager echoed in this hall that countless people in the world were awe-inspiring, as if it had traveled through the void and could shake the entire dark sea!

Cangshan, the earth, the rivers, and the sky echo together.

"Long Yuan breath!"

Sound waves filled every corner of the hall and surrounded the beam for three days.

After a long time, there was a voice with three-point surprise, three-point helplessness, three-point regret, three-point confused voice coming from the darkness: "It appeared, it really appeared..."

...

"Master General?" The manager waited patiently outside for a stick of incense, and there was no movement behind the door.

"You... go and invite that young man. Your level is not qualified to deal with this business."

The manager was shocked. This martial art that he had never heard of before was so precious. He was already a senior manager in the light-handed building and was not qualified to deal with it.

"Yes." He bowed and retreated.

"Also, no word of what happened today is allowed to be revealed, otherwise you will understand the consequences!" The manager's voice was cold, without any emotion.

The manager immediately sweated coldly: "Don't worry, sir, I won't joke about the lives of the whole clan."

Sun Ang followed the manager and walked in through narrow but obviously alert passages. There were even several times in the middle. Beds suddenly appeared behind Sun Ang's back - it was his spiritual sense that it could hurt his life.

If it weren't for the reputation of Qingyi Building for thousands of years, Sun Ang would even doubt what the purpose of "scammering" them in.

"Young Master, please."

The two exquisite red sandalwood doors had been opened, and the manager retreated with great sensibility and did not follow in.

Sun Ang walked in with his head held high and his chest raised. It was originally dark behind the door. As he came in, lights were lit, and an old man with white hair and beard sat three feet in front of him.

The majestic old man was very polite to him and raised his hand and said, "Can you give me a view to prove that Young Master Ang, you are indeed Long Yuan's breath."

Sun Ang was stunned, and the old man smiled and said, "Young Master Sun Ang of Anhuai, his father Sun Yuanhai, and his younger brother Sun Yue, are now a junior disciple of Tenglong Martial Arts Academy, with a late-stage cultivation of the Yuan Realm, and a second-level creator."

"As a matter of fact, you are investigating every person who comes to make a promise, right?"

The old man did not shy away: "In order to make everyone a person who keeps their promises, some measures must be taken."

Sun Ang no longer entangled in this topic, his hands spread out, and a lively Yuan breath jumped between his palms.

Sometimes it turns into a little dragon, sometimes it turns into a auspicious cloud, sometimes it becomes a stream. The inspiration of Yuanxi is sometimes blue, sometimes golden, and sometimes pure white.

There are so many changes and endless mystery!

The old man did not go to see it, but closed his eyes and felt it carefully. After a while, he sighed and opened his eyes: "It's true!"

The two mysterious Mahayana talisman seals separated by hundreds of thousands of miles were sensed again, passing the old man's words to the supreme being in another place.

There was a kind of excitement echoing in that space.

The old man looked at Sun Ang and slowly raised his left hand.

On the surface of a small square table on the left hand side, countless fine lines of light lit up, and then a hazy light appeared. After a few flashes, it all faded.

On the square table, a black box appeared.

"Remote teleportation!" Sun Ang was surprised: "There is such a magical Mahayana talisman seal in this world!"

He looked at the box with some expectations: "You won't evaluate it. I took away the things. Will I be able to fulfill a promise of equal value in the future?"

The old man smiled: "No need to investigate, you know that you are practicing "Dragon Yuan Breath", so you must have this ability!"

As he said that, he handed the box to Sun Ang.
Chapter completed!